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The silence of this very morning leaves me in a sweet bliss. I can say that today that a place called heaven exists! Undisturbed by the people, their quarrels and fights, I see an angel-like halo in the still and blue sky. Maybe I’m only dreaming; and I'll wake up to the nightmare. And I will be shouting and screaming, like a child who just lost its mother. So let me enjoy this moment, even if it’s just a dream. Today I'm not going to the church; the church has just come to me.
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Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 7:37 AM UTC
Sunday Morning
The silence of this very morning leaves me in a sweet bliss. I can say that today that a place called heaven exists! Undisturbed by the people, their quarrels and fights, I see an angel-like halo in the still and blue sky. Maybe I’m only dreaming; and I'll wake up to the nightmare. And I will be shouting and screaming, like a child who just lost its mother. So let me enjoy this moment, even if it’s just a dream. Today I'm not going to the church; the church has just come to me.
PeterBalkus
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Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 7:37 AM UTC
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